In the depths of Kokiri Forest,a boy awoke.As he looked around,he saw
darkness.Someting had awoken him.As he regained his head and woke himself
up,he realised what the noise was.Screaming.
He jolted up in his bed,wondering what could possibly be happening in Kokiri Forest.The boy ran out of his house and jumped straight off of the platform which it was balancing on,and took a good look around.
Flames were the first things he saw.He didn't see anything else,as a bit of flaming wood fell in front of him,covering his eyes with smoke.He looked at what the wood had fell from,and saw his own house engulfed in flames.That was then he realised he really needed to wake himself up.His own house had been on fire without him realising it!
He touched the flaming wood,causing a severe burn on his finger.This woke him up completely.He ran past the bit of wood,and out into an open space,so he could really see what was happening.
Kokiri were runnning for their lives,as riders on horses chased them.There wasn't a building in site that wasn't engulfed in flames.But what really struck the boy most,was the corpses scattered around the forest.
The Kokiri had no ways of protecting themselves.They were a tribe of peace,and had no enemies.They saw no reason why anyone would want to kill them.
Of course,by standing out in the middle of an open field,the boy attracted some attention.The riders chased after him,and they were intent on killing one of the last remaining Kokiri.And he was intent on surviving.
He ran,as fast as he could into the trees,hoping that the riders would have difficulty riding through there.And they did,but one of them came in the right way.He had found a small path,and the boy knew that in a few seconds,he would come to part of the path where he could trap the boy,and kill him.
Thinking quickly,he tried to think of a plan to take out the rider,and an idea came when he saw a huge stick not too far away from him.He picked up the stick,and threw it towards the rider.
His aim was right,and hit the rider in the head.And he was thankful that the rider was wearing a helmet,as the steel smashed into his own skull after the impact from the stick,and smashed a huge dent into his head.
The boy ran over to the rider,who had now been dismounted,and the horse was standing quietly over by a tree.
"Who are you?"he asked.
"No,it can't be.It can't be......"was the only answer the boy got.
"I said who are you."the boy screamed at him.
"You...you are the chosen one.You are the only one who can put an end to my master.I should have been wiser when approaching you.You are Link,the Hero of Time!"The man spoke his last words,before he fell down dead.
Link,wondering what he meant by the Hero of Time,was shocked.But he knew that he had to put an end to this guys master.He knew that,if what the man was saying was true,he had to go to the Temple of Time.He picked up the mans sword,got on the horse,and fled.
He jolted up in his bed,wondering what could possibly be happening in Kokiri Forest.The boy ran out of his house and jumped straight off of the platform which it was balancing on,and took a good look around.
Flames were the first things he saw.He didn't see anything else,as a bit of flaming wood fell in front of him,covering his eyes with smoke.He looked at what the wood had fell from,and saw his own house engulfed in flames.That was then he realised he really needed to wake himself up.His own house had been on fire without him realising it!
He touched the flaming wood,causing a severe burn on his finger.This woke him up completely.He ran past the bit of wood,and out into an open space,so he could really see what was happening.
Kokiri were runnning for their lives,as riders on horses chased them.There wasn't a building in site that wasn't engulfed in flames.But what really struck the boy most,was the corpses scattered around the forest.
The Kokiri had no ways of protecting themselves.They were a tribe of peace,and had no enemies.They saw no reason why anyone would want to kill them.
Of course,by standing out in the middle of an open field,the boy attracted some attention.The riders chased after him,and they were intent on killing one of the last remaining Kokiri.And he was intent on surviving.
He ran,as fast as he could into the trees,hoping that the riders would have difficulty riding through there.And they did,but one of them came in the right way.He had found a small path,and the boy knew that in a few seconds,he would come to part of the path where he could trap the boy,and kill him.
Thinking quickly,he tried to think of a plan to take out the rider,and an idea came when he saw a huge stick not too far away from him.He picked up the stick,and threw it towards the rider.
His aim was right,and hit the rider in the head.And he was thankful that the rider was wearing a helmet,as the steel smashed into his own skull after the impact from the stick,and smashed a huge dent into his head.
The boy ran over to the rider,who had now been dismounted,and the horse was standing quietly over by a tree.
"Who are you?"he asked.
"No,it can't be.It can't be......"was the only answer the boy got.
"I said who are you."the boy screamed at him.
"You...you are the chosen one.You are the only one who can put an end to my master.I should have been wiser when approaching you.You are Link,the Hero of Time!"The man spoke his last words,before he fell down dead.
Link,wondering what he meant by the Hero of Time,was shocked.But he knew that he had to put an end to this guys master.He knew that,if what the man was saying was true,he had to go to the Temple of Time.He picked up the mans sword,got on the horse,and fled.